Dutchthadon - Love Changed Lyrics

There's no love for a thug who feels no pain Rockstar lifestyle like Kurt Cobain
Heart so cold, ice my veins, you need propane Keep blowin' up my phone, tellin' me my love
Changed There's no love for a thug who feels no pain
Rockstar lifestyle like Kurt Cobain Heart so cold, ice my veins, you need propane

Made my first bag, fifteen, off the dope game my drip too fire hoes wanna kick it like
I'm Luke Kane Shawty wanna do something strange for a
Piece of change She so faithful on her knees, she give me
Damn praise Control her mind, body, soul, off the things

I say Dexter in my lab, got the formula this is damn maze
Free your mind, you're not a slave, get out that damn cage
We are not the same, I am a Martian like I'm Marvin
Stay hungry, never satisfied, starving Marvin Labels keep callin', 80, 20, we can bargain

Started from the bottom, stardust, reachin' stardom Only thing I claim, money, power, and all the fame
Dragon on my hip, spit fire, you in my way
Highest in the game, I come down in a couple days My mind so sharp, number two with the high fade
Keep blowin' up my phone, tellin' me my love changed

There's no love for a thug, he feels no pain Rockstar lifestyle, like I'm Kurt Cobain
Heart so cold, ice my veins, you need propane
Keep blowin' up my phone, tellin' me my love changed
There's no love for a thug, he feels no pain Rockstar lifestyle, like I'm Kurt Cobain

Heart so cold, ice my veins, you need propane
Rent a block, trade at stocks, boss all in all ways
Aura so bright, hoes gon' see me, they gon' stargaze
Manifest this lifestyle, I'm a key to the lions gate

Blind keep followin' me, I'm the f*ckin' way
Rose from the bottom to the top, just in three days
Rappers is my steps, son, you bastards better behave
My choppa do the reaper, lead you to your own damn grave

Grave yard shift, grave digger how I earn my wage
Light a match, burn bridges just to make my own way
Keep blowin' up my phone, tellin' me my love changed
There's no love for a thug, he feels no pain

Rockstar lifestyle, like I'm Kurt Cobain
Heart so cold, ice my veins, you need propane
Keep blowin' up my phone, tellin' me my love changed
There's no love for a thug, he feels no pain

Rockstar lifestyle, like I'm Kurt Cobain
Heart so cold, ice my veins, you need propane